Re: Poetry on Phal fruites
Maan gaiy aap ko kah aap waqai super mature ho 
Poem on Banana 
Monkeys eat me, kids do too.
Gorillas love me, how 'bout you?
It’s fun to tug my yellow peel,
my creamy insides to reveal.
At camp you roast banana boats,
chocolate and gooey, sliding down your throats.
By myself I make a healthy snack,
potassium power in your lunch sack.